Fake daughters are wealthy

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"..." The oriental girl wears a peaked cap and looks very beautiful.

Simon matched all the information, and he was almost sure who was looking for him downstairs.

His heart skipped a beat.

—— Qiao Nian came to the door!

He sat on the swivel chair almost speechless, and said nothing with his downcast eyes.

The assistant looked at him silently, confused as if the sky was falling, and only dared to ask cautiously: "President, are you seeing me?"

Simon heard the assistant's question in a low voice in a hazy state of consciousness. He twitched his lips like a mockery, and took a long time to answer the question: "...Everyone has come to the door, and it's my turn to say no."

"?" The assistant couldn't figure out what he meant for a while, so he stood still and didn't dare to move.

Simon took a deep breath to gather his mood, looked up at him: "Let her come up!"

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief when he got the order, and said cheerfully, "Okay."

Then he turned around and went out to do errands.

Simon was originally unable to lean against the back of the chair and was deeply anxious about what to do next, but then he realized it and immediately got up to catch up.

How did he forget.

In the current situation, he should go down to pick it up in person.

But before he walked out of the office, he saw the girl coming out of the elevator in the corridor, looking up and meeting his eyes.

Simon's footsteps were suddenly nailed in place, before he could react.

The girl walked towards him as if nothing happened.

Step by step.

Every second beat like a drum in his atrium, atrial fibrillation.

However, there wasn't that much time for him to react.

Qiao Nian walked up to him in a blink of an eye and stood still, raised her head slightly, revealing the young and flamboyant face under the peaked cap, narrowed her black eyes slightly, raised the corners of her lips, and said hello casually: "President Simon, long time no see~"

It's obviously a loose tone.

Simon's heart trembled, and he could hear the decisive breath inside.

He looked at the assistant who was craned his neck to look this way outside, pursed his lips, turned sideways to get out of the way, and called the girl to enter the office: "Miss Qiao, come in and talk."

"Row."

Qiao Nian was not polite to him, so Ba Fengfu walked in.

"Huh." Simon took another deep breath and followed.

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His office is located on the top floor of a landmark building in the most prosperous part of Independence Island. The 270° circular glass design can overlook all the surrounding streets and buildings.

This kind of overlooking feeling that tramples everyone under his feet is in line with Simon's identity, and he once loved it very much.

However, right now he is not in the mood to enjoy the feeling of standing on a high place.

Simon personally made a cup of coffee and delivered it to the French windows. He watched the girl standing there looking at the scenery below. He took a deep breath and handed over the brewed coffee. He said politely, "Miss Qiao, let's have a cup of coffee. Is mocha okay without sugar?"

Qiao Nian turned her head to see him, and didn't reach out to pick up the coffee cup he handed in front of her, but said bluntly, "Does President Simon know why I'm here today?"

Simon held the coffee there for a long time, but no one wanted to pick it up. Although he was extremely embarrassed, he had to take it back, and said sincerely: "Miss Qiao has a misunderstanding!"

"I'd be disingenuous if I said I didn't know why you came here... But there was a misunderstanding."

Simon said all the words he had thought up in the past two days, as if he was afraid that Qiao Nian would interrupt him.

"I admit that people from State M have contacted me and mentioned to me the tsar's drawings and the benefits of dividing up Ji's family to make me 'difficult' for you."